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✧ 4

a f t e r  c l a s s e s

OPENING the detention room's door, i tiredly looked around the room to see who i have to spend the next thirty minutes with.

my eyes scanned the room and laid on park jihoo-

oh my gosh, his hair looks amazing.

i'm guessing mr. lee hasn't arrived yet.

before i knew it, jihoon's eyes met mine, a smile crawling up on his face.

having such a pretty guy around made me self-conscious as fuCk.

we stare at each other for a few seconds while jihoon rested his chin in his palm, he stared at me lovingly?

azertyuiop. i'm just spouting nonsense now. why would jihoon ever look at me that way??

i slowly made my way to the desk and was two desks away from the boy.

not too far, nor is it too near.

"was yesterday's nutella good?" jihoon broke the silence between us.

his voice brought a weird sensation in my stomach but i ignored it.

wait. jihoon was the one who left the snack?

i scoffed, "obviously. it's nutella, why wouldn't it be?"

he smiled cutely making the butterflies come back.

he was about to say something else but mr. lee came into the room and ordered us to get busy.

i took my pale blue notebook out and started my chemistry homework because i know i won't be bothered to do it at home.

i was about to write down the answer to the last question, "miss kim, you do realize that detention is over?" the teacher asked, making me release the tight grip i had on my pen.

i quickly looked over at the clock that hung above the blackboard.

the bell rung five minutes ago.

a sigh left my lips, "thank you sir."

as i packed my stuff into my back pack there was another packet of Nutella & Go, i unconsciously smiled.

there was a heart written in thick, pink ink on the top of the small box.

the smile on my face only grew wider.